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On A Scale From 1 To 10 I'd hate to know where I'd be placed. It's the little things that reveal more & more without anyone but me taking notice. I hate the way my brain works. The way things are said & done make me cringe. I hate thinking. I'd rather be dead then have to keep dealing with things this way. It makes me question myself & thats one of the things I hate doing most. One of these days.... |